We all get lazy when it comes to 60s nostalgia and all of that dopetastic punk rock, pop, and garage just seeping from the archives. Frankly, it’s simply not enough to limit your vintage record collection to The Velvet Underground and Mott the Hoople, Jane Birkin and The Jam, The Stones and Serge Gainsbourg, The Kinks and Brigitte Bardot. That’s a great lump, but it’s just a lump.

Our friend Wing Builder sent us this gorge video from French popstress Little. And we don’t love her a little, we love her a lot! We want to know her: chew bubble gum, dance and listen to Brigitte Bardot records, lounge in Eames chairs, throw sock parties, shop at our favorite boutique with her–anything!

I’ve been a fan of Jon Caro (center, holding the impossibly cute french bulldog) for a number of years, ever since he emerged on the bumbling SoCal indie scene at the dawn of the oughts with a uniquely earnest pop effort, Stairwell.

You’ve gotta love a guy that devotes his pen and pipes to tunes on the sweeter side, opting for delicate odes rather than angry anthems. It’s kinda like being Malkmus instead of Mould, or Harvey instead of Gordon–not as easy as it looks.

Last night, while celebrating the publication of Listen Again: A Momentary History of Pop Music in lovely, oft-ignored Downtown LA, Christine Balance (shown rocking her accordian above) made a five-minute case for the pop listener’s re-contextualization of The Breeders’ vintage strummer, “Drivin’ on 9.” As she broke down her deep and sincere love for Kim Deal, I fell a bit in love with Balance–and was delighted to hear the shameless plug for her sweet isle-indie new wave band The Jack Lords.